[Protagonist's POV]
"It's only natural. But… if—and I mean if—there ever comes a time when, against your will, you have to let another woman into your heart…"
Chu.
A soft sensation brushed my lips.
Not the heavy, passionate kisses she usually forced on me in bed, but a sweet, gentle peck.
"…Don't let go of me then."
I couldn't fully judge this sudden change in her—or her new way of showing love—yet. But I couldn't just rejoice either.
There was a bitter sadness mixed into that sweetness.
Determined to become my ideal type, Dang Ayeong seemed serious about it. That night, she lay in bed without trying anything—just sleeping.
["You'd prefer a gentle woman over a short, selfish, violent one, right?"]
The "short" jab made it obvious who she had in mind, but I didn't bother pointing it out.
[…"Of course."]
["Good. Let's just sleep easy tonight, then. We've got a long trip tomorrow—I don't want to tire you out and cause trouble."]
